" "You looked at me!?" I said"Yes we did" Dale saidI was aroused about how fixated we were on each other. Dale put a pencil in Mitchell's dick. Mitc...ell was in pain but he liked it. Dale got up and gave Mitchell the hardest butt fucking I had seen. His ass bled while Dale put his cock all the way in. Dale pulled out of him and sucked his own dick. His big monstrous dick shot out cum in Mitchell's face. Mitchell's asshole was wide open. I fingered him. He whispered something to Mitchell and. After I heard water splashing, I quickly tip toes and clumped the bushy tree beside the bathroom. I could feel the adrenalin. I slowly peeked in and to my delight Ammayi was totally naked and busy enjoying the cold water splashing her hot body. I immediately felt a bulge grow in my crotch. I could see that she had some hair down there. The view of water flowing above those milky melons was making my sitting uneasy for the bulge. She turned the other aide to take soap. To my amusement, she bent. Both he and I know the truth about his intent. He is a young male dressed in frat boy chic. His bulging pants are his first tell. His stories of moist virgins and a big reputation reek of arrogance and therefore a disguised weakness. I play the naif well. His words pass through me, but his secret message play at megaphone volume. He is here for a partner, but he will be getting a master. His predictable self-disclosures are too trusting and poorly strategized. I walk to him and take off his. Although I have to admit, I haven't done it since I was in college." I said.Tom, Bruce and Rod all cracked up. I, of course, didn't get it."Haven't smoked pot since college, huh? Yeah, me neither." Tom said."Nope," Bruce joined in. "Not since college. Man, Rod, you did find a live one here, didn't you? This is great."While they were having laughs at my expense, I thought back to the last time I'd done pot. The last time I could remember was the only time my fiancee (now husband) and I had ever.